Yundai sneered: "So that's why you were injured?"

Mingwei smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, if the opposite side is my own son, I will never be ruthless. However, waiter and Mingcheng are both my own nephews, and I really... can't do it."

"So, you are even less suitable to stay here. As for the waiter, let his own father clean up."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "As for Mingcheng, Dai'er said she would save his life and send him back. So, you don't have to worry."

Mingwei sighed: "I'm not worried about that boy. I just think Xuanxuan is pitiful. Is she okay?"

"not good."

There is no need for Yun Dai to hide such a thing from it.

Mingxuan was originally depressed because of Mingcheng. Because of her willfulness, her own father was gone.

She was depressed for a moment.

When Yun Dai left Kyoto, she was still lying in her yard and drowning her sorrows with wine.

He was so haggard.

Mingwei sighed deeply.

How can I not feel sorry for my own sister?

"In addition, the news of your serious injury was passed back, and everyone in the Hou Mansion was even more worried. My second cousin's wife was strong on the surface, and she was afraid that she would cry at night. You, just go back with peace of mind. I have been stationed here for two years, and I haven't returned home once, and I have been seriously injured many times. You are worthy of the Great Zhou."

Mingwei said: "You let me think about it again."

It’s not that he doesn’t miss home, but he just can’t rest assured that he has brought more than 200,000 soldiers he has personally brought in the past two years.

Yun Dai also agreed to think about it again.

But no matter how much I think about it, the handover work must be carried out normally.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty suffered two consecutive defeats and were a little depressed.

At this time, he, the commander, left, worried about the morale of the army being disintegrated.

Once the army's morale disperses, there is no need to fight this battle.

Although Zhao Yuanjing is definitely better than him, the problem is that Zhao Yuanjing cannot reveal his true identity.

Can the soldiers obey him?

Stop making trouble.

Mingwei tossed and turned for two days, very anxious.

On the third day, Zhao Yuanjing was about to meet the soldiers officially, and Mingwei was about to announce the replacement of the head coach.

Early in the morning, he wore armor and led Zhao Yuanjing and Yun Dai, toddlers—

The children were wearing men's clothing, looking like Zhao Yuanjing's followers. As for Yun Dai, they were wearing very neatly Hu clothes and did not make men's clothing.

Many soldiers recognized her.

The Queen Mother actually came in person.

The soldiers were a little excited, and they knelt down and bowed, calling the Queen Mother Qiansheng.

Morale is booming.

This was beyond Mingwei's expectations.

Unexpectedly, Yun Dai's appearance made the once sluggish morale excited.

He added a little confidence in his heart, but he was still nervous and said that he wanted to go back to Dazhou to recover from his injuries and General Zhao would replace him as the general.

The soldiers indeed looked at each other.

They looked at Zhao Yuanjing wearing a silver mask.

Although he couldn't see his face, judging from his tall and loose figure, his sharp eyes and chin outline, he was an extremely young man.

Can he do it?

Everyone couldn't help but wonder if the court gave up on them, called General Ming back, and changed to a young boy.

Zhao Yuanjing took a step forward, held the long sword on his waist with one hand, and the cloak flew in the wind. The silver mask shone with cold light, and the exposed pair of phoenix eyes were calm and even a little cold.
Chapter completed!